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My Corona

I submit that what’s missing in this crisis is a good song. Oh sure, there’s lots of sturm und drang out there, but nothing you can dance to. And we need a little dancing right now, if only in our socially limited spaces. Maybe we can resurrect my old high school principal, Hose-Nose Allen, whoContinue reading “My Corona”

Miles from Nowhere

A dear friend who had just almost lost her ear to skin cancer surgery sent me diving into the Cat Stevens songbook seeking the tune about losing body parts (Moonshadow, it turns out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9c49aDWrzeA) and got me reveling in his first albums that somehow we all adored in the midst of all that heavy rockContinue reading “Miles from Nowhere”

Docere

Some years ago, as my Kathy was emerging from her NASA.years, she formed an LLC mainly to collect the proceeds from her speaking gigs. More recently, it is collecting the royalties from the on-line textbook she wrote about her Kinesiology subject of 9 years, Scientific Writing. After my retirement, I asked her to add me. Continue reading “Docere”

feed my worms

Vermiculture, they call it. Basically, you keep some special worms in a box somewhere in your house, feed them your non-meat kitchen scraps, and get rewarded with a nice treat for your garden. Kathy and I tried it years ago, even using few scoops of their product, but then fell out of the habit ofContinue reading “feed my worms”

a letter to my English teacher

I had 3 or 4 English teachers in high school. I don’t remember who taught freshman English and only remember Mrs. Price, who replaced Mrs. Joyce Ann Pharriss after she moved to California in the middle of my senior year, by consulting my 1970 Barker. Sophomore year brought Mrs. Grace Molineaux, a force of natureContinue reading “a letter to my English teacher”

Juwan and us

My Wolverines played a beautiful game yesterday at Crisler against the hated #9 Spartoons, who came in 1 point favorites and missed the spread by 10. In the first 6 minutes they scored only 3 points, trailed buzzer to buzzer, and went the last 4 ½ minutes without sinking one bucket. In a physical game,Continue reading “Juwan and us”

Feeding the Speis

We adoptees are lucky people. We get lucky right off the bat when some family chooses to take us in, transforming us instantly into wanted children. Some of us get lucky in a different way when later in life we meet up with those who gave us ours. Such was my good fortune almost 13Continue reading “Feeding the Speis”

How we met

My Michigan Alumni group teased me this morning by showing in anticipation of Valentine’s day pictures and stories of alums who had met at Michigan, asking for more stories. The latter proved to be a dead end. Maybe they’d had enough. I still went to their Facebook page and posted our story, after composing it.Continue reading “How we met”

Vampire Marys

Mike from Toledo and I weren’t exactly friends, but we’d trod a lot of the same paths and shared some institutional attachments. We’d both gone to Michigan undergrad, Mike a few years ahead of me taking the frat route with me the hippie wannabe. We both got enough academic cred to make medical school, andContinue reading “Vampire Marys”

33 and a third

Pertaining to 2/4/20 Quite a few months ago we figured this date would mark 33 and a third years since the day we wed. Hard to let that one sneak by. I put in in my phone and only a couple of days ago noticed it was coming up. Warde Manuel and Juwan Howard hadContinue reading “33 and a third”